Wu Laosi held Li Dongfang's hand excitedly and kept saying thank you: "Brother Dongfang, I promise you that our rabbit hair is all identified by the agricultural cooperative, and more than 50% of the quality is super-grade rabbit hair. It is definitely a good quality."

When Li Dongfang heard this, his eyes lit up.

He didn't take over the Japanese business at the beginning, but he felt that there was no supply. If he went to collect it himself, it would take too much time and could not guarantee the quality. It would be better to get other wool materials quickly.

But if what Wu Laosi said is true, then this business can be accepted.

"Brother, how much rabbit hair do you have?"

Wu Laosi stretched out a finger: "This number."

"One hundred kilograms?"

Li Dongfang thinks that if there are more than 50% extra-grade rabbit hairs with a hundred pounds, it is worth making.

"1000 jin."

This answer directly made Li Dongfang spray out the tea he had just drunk.

What a good guy, a thousand pounds!

How much is this? I don’t know if Japan can eat it in one breath.

"One thousand pounds is a bit too much. If you collect them all at once, I have to ask the other party first. Do you have a phone number?"

Wu Laosi hurriedly led Li Dongfang to the old lady's room to call, and he retreated back to the yard to wait.

After a while, Li Dongfang came out and said to Wu Laosi with a smile: "Brother, this matter has been done! You can collect as much as you have. If the quality is good this time, we can still sign a long-term contract with the other party."

"Really?" Wu Laosi couldn't believe that he would have such good luck. He was obviously in a big trouble, but he turned into a big joy! All this has to be thankful to Xiao Jinbao's kindness at the beginning.

"Of course it's true. I'll help you build a bridge, and this matter will be done!"

Wu Laosi immediately took the initiative to mention profit distribution: "Thanks to the Dongfang brothers this time, we can discuss the profit sharing. Do you think of our 55 branch?"

When Li Dongfang heard this, his eyes widened and looked surprised.

Wu Laosi quickly changed his words and said, "Then...then it's four and six points, I'm four and you six..."

Li Dongfang was even more surprised.

"Then...then you will be seven, you will be three or three, brother, I really can't be lowered any more..."

"Hahahahaha, brother, you misunderstood." Li Dongfang smiled heartily and said, "We will go to 37, you will be seven, and I will be three, that's it."

What an unexpected surprise!

Wu Laosi was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Suddenly, a childish voice came from outside the yard and ended the business conversation between the two: "Dad! Uncle Li, I'm back!" Long time disagreement

Yang Chunlan walked in from outside the door with Xiao Jinbao.

"Little Jinbao!"

Li Dongfang stood up, met him like he had seen his long-lost relative, and picked up Xiao Jinbao.

"Uncle Li, you... are different!"

"Yes, after hearing your words, uncle tried hard to get better first, so that he could have the ability to fulfill his wish."

He looked at Xiao Jinbao drowningly, hoping that one day, or at least one day, he could hold his son like this. I don’t know how he is now, whether he has a family who loves him, and whether he can eat and wear and drink...

"Uncle Li is so amazing! You will definitely fulfill your wish!"

Xiao Jinbao clapped his hands and kept repeating this sentence as if he was chanting a slogan.

Wu Laosi and Yang Chunlan were confused again.

Wish? Li Dongfang has transformed from a beggar to a superior man. What other wishes will he have?

Li Dongfang didn't look at others, and directly walked to the "small hill" he moved in with Xiao Jinbao.

"Xiao Jinbao, come and have a look. I have bought you some small gifts. Do you like it?"

As he said that, Li Dongfang put Xiao Jinbao on the ground and took her to look through the gifts one by one: "Look, this bag contains imported Japanese stationery, this bag contains walnuts and raisins from Xinjiang, and this bag is a doll from the West.

There is also this bag, which is full of candies from the Soviet Union, I guess you will definitely like it. This is also a vodka from the Soviet Union. This vodka is wine. It can warm up if you drink it in winter, but this is for your father, you are not allowed to drink it..."

Li Dongfang wanted to continue the introduction, but Xiao Jinbao frowned and habitually stretched out a little finger to poke his chin rhythmically, thinking.

Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind and asked, "Uncle Li... Is stationery made in Japan? Like my uncle's furniture factory? What is the Book Company?

Is it a book that is connected? Why candy be produced when books are connected? My books are placed together, but they do not produce candy and wine. Is it because my book is not good enough..."

This series of questions, like a hundred thousand whys, made everyone around them happy.

"Hahaha, it's uncle's bad, I misunderstood you."

Only then did Li Dongfang truly realize that although he was his benefactor, he was still a child of only a few years old after all. He didn't take this into consideration at all when speaking and was negligent.

"This Japan and the Soviet Union are all different countries, just like our motherland, China, it is a country."

After Li Dongfang finished speaking, he saw that Xiao Jinbao was still poking his chin and knew that his explanation did not answer Xiao Jinbao's questions, so he added: "In this way, uncle will give you an example. The country and the country are like every household in the village.

For example, your Wu family is like our motherland, the next door is like the Soviet Union, but you all live in Xiangyang Village, but each house is different, and the people living in it are also different."

"Oh... So that's what it means." Xiao Jinbao rounded his little mouth and nodded as if he suddenly realized.

Li Dongfang pointed to the cartons on the ground again and said, "Uncle has brought you a lot of boxes of fruits. You have to eat them while they are fresh."

"But... why is uncle giving so many things..." Xiao Jinbao knew since he was a child that he could not take other people's things casually, and even gifts could not be collected randomly.

"Because you gave your uncle new hope, and it was you and Yang Zhiyuan who gave the bonus to your uncle, so that your uncle can get what he has today."

Li Dongfang's words came from the heart and were very sincere.

If it weren't for what Xiao Jinbao said, maybe I was still in panic all day long, begging everywhere, let alone looking for my son.

Everything is different now. As long as he makes enough money, he will have more channels and more ways to find his son.
Chapter completed!